"Back to the princess, the Cang Yan Kingdom's army attacked the city three times. Although it was not captured, the city lost 20,000 soldiers and injured more than 10,000 people. The city's armaments are now insufficient for bows and arrows."
Ever since he heard about the battle in Changyuan City, Di He admired Feng Qingzhuang from the bottom of his heart. In addition to his sincere admiration, he also had an indescribable feeling in his heart, but he didn't know it.
"Today the Cangyan soldiers' camp was burned down, and you led the cavalry to raid. Feng Yu has ordered the army to withdraw to Lengjiang City. I believe there will be no attack on the city in the near future. We just take this opportunity to strengthen the city wall and collect bows and arrows." Feng Qingzhuang looked coldly and arrogantly,
A cold voice whispers
"If it weren't for the princess's good plan, it would be impossible to defeat Cang Yan's army and flee today." Di He praised with a smile. Ever since Feng Qingzhuang appeared, her bright eyes had been fixed on him and she never moved away.
Pass
"Zhuang'er, you have traveled a long way and burned down the Cangyan army camp today. Your spiritual power has been consumed too much. You should be tired. Go and rest early."
Wu Jingyu, who was beside him, always felt that Di He's eyes were a little strange. He moved his feet to block his sight. His eyes were as gentle as water. He looked sideways at Feng Qingzhuang and said with concern.
"If you don't mention it, you still don't think so. Once you mention it, you're really tired."
After saying this, Feng Qingzhuang yawned inelegantly, and under Di He's arrangement, she walked quickly towards her residence.
The next day, the weather was sultry and the thick dark clouds were like heavy lead, weighing down heavily.
On the bed, Feng Qingzhuang had just opened her eyes. The eyes of the little mouse as big as a soybean were extremely solemn. He held a piece of paper in his mouth and handed it to her.
He took off the note and browsed it quickly. His beautiful face was instantly covered with frost and snow, his eyes were like ghosts, cold to the bone, and he was extremely bloodthirsty. His hands in his sleeves were clenched into fists, and he dropped his fist heavily.
, the big bed under me instantly collapsed with a bang.
The force of this punch was so strong that one could see the overwhelming anger in Feng Qingzhuang’s heart.
She moved and flew up. The big bed that fell apart did not hit her. Xiao Jinzi was innocently implicated and was pressed down by a large piece of wood. The rat's tail flicked and squeaked non-stop.
Hearing the noise in the house, Wu Jingyu, who was sleeping in the next room, ran over without even putting on his coat. When he saw the big bed in the house turned into a pile of sawdust, Xiao Jinzi kept calling him pitifully.
He walked to the pile of sawdust and rescued Xiao Jinzi. With doubts in his eyes, he looked at Feng Qingzhuang and asked
"Zhuang'er, what happened to make Dong so angry?"
Feng Qingzhuang's face was gloomy and frightening, and her whole body exuded a cold aura. She remained silent, her dark eyes were slightly moist, with a hint of sadness and sorrow, and handed the note in her hand to Wu Jingyu.
After taking it and taking a look, Wu Jingyu's expression suddenly changed, he became angry and cursed.
"Damn Shangguan Xuancheng and Empress Dowager Liu, that old witch, actually blamed Feng Xiang for Shangguan Xuanqing's defeat and broken arm. Not only did he accuse him of unnecessary charges of collaborating with the enemy and betraying the country, but he was also sentenced to death.
What was even more outrageous was that less than a day after being imprisoned, Feng Xiang died in prison unjustly."
"It was my poor thinking that led to my father being killed. When I released Shangguan Xuanqing and returned to Xingyao Kingdom, if I had taken my father out of Xingyao Kingdom earlier, he would not have died unjustly in prison." Feng Qingzhuang's eyes were red.
, there is a trace of sadness in the eyes
"Don't be too sad that Feng Xiang has loved your mother all his life. I believe he will not blame you under the circumstances."
Wu Jingyu stretched out his long arms, let Feng Qingzhuang lean on his chest, and comforted her with a gentle voice.
After a while, he felt a large amount of wetness on his chest. It must be that the woman he loved was crying sadly. Wu Jingyu's heart also ached. He tightened his hands slightly and hugged the person on his chest tightly.
"Zhuang'er, people cannot be resurrected after death. Don't be sad. Tomorrow, I will go to Xingyao Kingdom and catch Shangguan Xuancheng and Queen Mother Liu in front of you. Either skin them or cut off their hands and feet, making them worse than death. It's up to you.
How to deal with it?" Wu Jingyu's eyes were filled with deep distress, and he comforted her gently.
"You are right, if you dare to hurt my relatives, your life will definitely be worse than death."
Feng Qingzhuang raised her head and wiped away the tears in her eyes. The light in her reddish eyes was like a pool, and a cold and cruel light emerged. She pulled her lips and uttered cold words.
"What are you going to do? I'll help you," Wu Jingyu said
Hearing this, Feng Qingzhuang shook her head, with a hint of sadness in her cold voice.
"I haven't thought about it yet, I want to be alone for a while"
After saying this, she picked up Xiao Jinzi and walked towards the outside of the house.
Looking at the retreating figure, Wu Jingyu took out a coat and put it on, and quickly ordered people to tidy up Feng Qingzhuang's room and put it into a big bed. His figure was ghostly like the wind, and he chased after her.
, of course, I just followed her from a distance and did not get close to disturb her.
Although it is early morning, the midsummer sun is still shining
Feng Qingzhuang was walking aimlessly on the street with Xiao Jinzi in her arms. Suddenly she saw a ready-made clothing store. She walked in and bought a white plain dress to change into. There was a small pure white silk flower in her hair.
It's considered as a filial piety for the phoenix
After walking out of the clothing store, I continued walking forward until I reached the foot of the city wall and looked up at the city wall. Countless soldiers were busy repairing the city wall.
At this time, suddenly two soldiers passed by carrying a big stone and complained.
"Hey! I really don't know when this war will end? Why did the two countries join forces to attack our Dongqi country, instead of Dongqi country joining forces with one of the countries to attack the other country?"
When these words fell into her ears, Feng Qingzhuang suddenly had an idea in her mind. Since war could not be avoided, why not move the battlefield to Xingyao Kingdom so that Dongqi Kingdom would not suffer too much loss?
Thinking of this, a flash of determination appeared in his dark eyes, and he had an idea in his mind.
She put down the little gold in her arms, and a series of instructions came out of her red lips. After listening to the little gold, she squeaked and disappeared.
Three days later, the sky was clear and the clouds were clear. There was an extra table and two chairs in the simple pavilion of Baliting, located at the junction of Tonghua City and Lengjiang City.
In Tonghua City, Feng Qingzhuang was dressed in plain clothes, with a small white flower on her temples. Her face was as cold as frost. Early in the morning, she held a small gold in her arms, rode a horse, and led five hundred cavalry out of the city gate.
Go straight to Baliting
This time, instead of letting Wu Jingyu go with her, she chose to let Di He go with her.
Similarly, in Lengjiang City, ever since she saw the note that appeared in the room yesterday, the familiar handwriting, and the faint scent of magnolia that penetrated her bones, Feng Yu knew that it was her meeting at Baliting.